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Bound / Rebound
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Ongoing, First published Jan 15, 2022
Mature
Bound/Rebound - Aizawa x 3rd person reader smutty fic. No name, no hair/eye/skin color for easy self-insert. Artist credit: @Nakamu_405.

"Do you want to forget for a little bit?" He stilled when he asked the question as if the words were heavy with meaning for him, an offer to help ease the hurt. Just a temporary relief, no? And it had been so long since he was with someone aroused by his inclination to dominate. The tip of his nose dragged across her cheek as he stopped to look up at her, but his face read as impassive, bored. He didn't want to appear too eager.

"You won't remember his name when I'm done," He murmured against her skin, his eyes hooded with lazy arrogance, a smirk creeping across his lips.
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